Paranormal Activity, March 22nd

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Alaric had asked everyone to come to the danger shop for class today and when the students came in they would notice they were in what looked like the world's largest living room or something. Just a bunch of TVs in a row with X-Box's hooked up to them and comfy couches to sit on.

"Everyone pick a couch and get comfy. We're gonna use the TVs after I'm done lecturing," Alaric said as people started shuffling in. "Speaking of lectures, nice work last week. You did my job admirably."

( Zombies and You: Handwaved Edition )

Advanced Driver's Ed, Monday Period Two

[doubleohblonde]

A familiar sight greeted Bond's class when they entered the Danger Shop today, the streets of Fandom, with five rickshaws placed in a line across the road.

Ricksaws without drivers and angry looking passengers. Bond's class could probably tell where this was going.

"Today's the day of the inagural Fandom rickshaw race," Bond said, loading a starting pistol. "But sadly only half of each team has arrived. However I'm sure you'll all be happy to help out. Especially since the winner gets a free meal at any of the NPC dining establishments on the island."

[ooc: wait for ocd up]

[Class Roster|Class Rules]

Science is Awesome!!!, Class #11, Period 3, March 22nd

[the_merriest]

Another week of science! Rikku couldn't stop herself from bouncing just at the thought of it. Because it was science, that was why!

... Yes, she knew she was weird. Hush.

( Rocks and Minerals )

Chemistry; Tuesday, Period One [ 03/22 ].

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"Mornin', kids," Kūkaku said at the start of class, nodding to a large box on one of the lab tables. "Help yerselves to some cupcakes....if ya trust 'em. Let's just say, I was inspired by last week."

Whether or not she was inspired in a good way or a bad, though, she wasn't saying. (The students would be glad to know that there were no explosive surprises hidden in the buttercream).

"An' it'll give ya something to do while I talk about acids and bases."

Because, of course, this required a good sized lecture on how people had to actually discover a simple concept like acids and bases, with all the diagrams and chemical equations and everything quickly filling up the whiteboard.

"Technically," Kūkaku allowed, "I probably shoulda talked about this stuff a while ago, but acid and base reactions tend to be...subtle. I ain't so good with subtle. And this," she put down the marker so she could hold up a few pieces of paper, "is litmus. The way litmus works is probably more interestin' than what it actually does: it's a water-soluble mixture dyes extracted from lichens that will react, chemically, to tell us whether a substance is acidic or alkaline. So guess what we're doin' today. Figuring it out.

"Find a partner and a lab table, where you'll find some substances and some litmus papers. Your activity today is going to try to identify the substance first, figure out if you think it's an acid or a base, and then use the litmus paper to find out if you were right or wrong. If it turns red, it's an acid. If it's blue, it's a base. The darkness of the colour can show how acidic or alkaline it is. And if ya wanna be really nerdy about it," which she was pretty sure most of the class would want to be, "go ahead and figure out exactly what it is. By any means you know how except tasting the damn things. I don't wanna have to cart any of over to the clinic for bein' complete idiots."

"Any questions? If not, I'll let ya get to work."

[[ OCD is on the way has turned blue ! ]]

The Art of Pacifism; Tuesday, Fifth Period [ 03/22 ].

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"Salutations, my intrepid little ducklings ♥," Shunsui smiled from the discussion circle with his hot cocoa contentedly, lifting up his own little mug and having a sip. "All this talk about passive-ism and self-defense and things of the like have gotten me to think we're overdue for a discussion on the conscientious objector ♥. A conscientious objector is an individual who has claimed the right to refuse to perform military service on the grounds of freedom of thought, conscience, or religion ♥. Some countries will allow a conscientious objector serve through civilian services; some countries will allow them not at all...As far as this world goes, the United Nations Commission on Human Rights have roundly agreed that an individual has the right to be a conscientious objector to military service if it goes against his or her beliefs ♥.

( Insert Phoenix Wright Reference Here! )

"And so ♥," said Shunsui, finishing with a smile, "let's hear your own thoughts on the matter ♥. Or, of course, you can always conscientiously object and keep your thoughts to yourself ♥."

[[ OCD on the way is up! ]]

Intro to the 21st Century, Tuesday, Second Period

[weldedtomyspine]

Ms. Perrault must have been running late. At least that was what Jaime thought as he glanced at his watch again and saw that it was now nearly ten minutes after the time class had been supposed to start. Where was she?

...

Wait... he was the TA. Maybe this was a test! Maybe she wanted to see if he was actually doing his job properly! He should... Assist! Somehow!

Except with Cindy not there, it wouldn't really be assisting. Still! It was a responsibility that she'd given him, and he didn't want to fail her. So... time to step up, Jaime...

He stood up awkwardly, wincing at the noise he made as he bumped into his desk while trying to look smooth. "Ahem." That probably would have been less ridiculous if he'd actually cleared his throat. "Um... it seems that Ms. Perrault is running late today," he announced. Then almost facepalmed because everyone could see that. "So... I guess... we'll talk about..." Come on, Jaime, think!

Oh! Good idea time! Jaime whipped out his cell phone.

"I know we talked about modern communication way back at the beginning of the semester, but that's not what I'm holding this thing up for." Jaime grinned. "We're going to talk about portable electronics. Cell phones are one of the most ubiquitous types, and you're all pretty familiar with them by now, I suspect. Some of you might also have digital watches, and I bet you mostly at least know how to operate the remote for a television. There are tons of little things packed full of computer chips and batteries that are an integral part of twenty-first century life."

He pocked his cell phone again and shrugged, looking a bit sheepish. Apparently lecturing wasn't exactly his forte. "I think a lot of it comes down to convenience? It's a lot more convenient to have things you can carry, or at least move, to do the stuff you want to do, you know?"

They knew.

"Anyway... let's talk about some of them, I guess? Like, what's a portable thing you find super-useful, and what's a thing that would be super-useful if there were a portable version?"

Library, Tuesday

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa had planned on doing research today, but she couldn't seem to focus on anything. Her attention kept sliding from the words on the page. She read the same sentence three times and still couldn't say what it said.

And so she was going to find busy work for herself, instead. There had to be something to do in a library this size.

Newspaper Staff Meeting: Tuesday, 3/22, Journalism Classroom

[onlymistaken]

"Blackagar sends his regrets," Cally said while she set out cups for the coffee. "He's not been feeling well since the weekend."

Once the food was squared away, she grabbed her datapad to double-check the rest of the announcements she needed to make. "And in fact, given the number of weekends in the near future taken up with dances or guests," she added after a moment, "We've decided to try moving the publishing date to afterwards. Especially considering how often Fandom enjoys choosing Saturdays and Sundays to turn us into other people or send bizarre creatures rolling through the streets. So, we'll continue to meet up on Tuesdays to make our plans, but the newspaper will be published the following Monday, to give us the longest amount of time to put it together."